Neighbours

We were very fortunate while living in the townhouse to have terrific neighbours. Everyone was friends with everyone else, we all knew the names of one another's animals, we'd invite the whole building over for a BBQ in the summer months, we'd watch each other's houses and feed the plants while away on vacation; it really was a great place to live. I've been worried that we won't be able to build that sort of relationship with our new neighbours now that we've moved just for the simple fact that we don't share any walls. It's completely different when you live so close to your neighbour that you can hear them speaking in their kitchen. You're basically forced to get to know them!

But I was outside with the boys this afternoon and one of our neighbours was outside as well, working on his lawn. We said a brief 'hello' and he gradually worked his way over to the property line. We ended up speaking for nearly an hour while Shaun and Ian played quietly on the porch. I think this is the beginning of another great neighbour-to-neighbour relationship. Good thing because I'm famous for running out of eggs at the worst time. It'll be nice to be close to the neighbours so I can send Shaun for an egg (or two) every now and then.